Tian Sangsang scrolled through the comnts again, shaking her head with amusent. These netizens are just too dirty-minded.
Putting her phone back in the space, ng Shuyan remained in the sa pose as earlier: chin propped up, little feet dangling, her big eyes blinking innocently. She looked equal parts adorable and clueless.
"Yanyan, co here, into Mommy’s arms." Her maternal instincts were in full bloom.
With her mom’s permission, ng Shuyan placed both hands down, lowered her feet, bent her knees, climbed off the bed, and slowly crawled into her mom’s fragrant embrace.
"Mommy, a mosquito bit you." He stared curiously at the mark on her neck.
"Did it?" Tian Sangsang picked up a mirror, glanced at herself, and imdiately turned as red as the mark. "That mosquito is just awful."
She patted her son’s curly hair, holding him contentedly, when a sudden thought popped into her head. Last night, she and Jiang Jinghuai... didn’t use protection.
This wasn’t good.
She quickly sent her consciousness into the space and bought a bottle of contraceptive pills. Taking these long-term was harmful to the body, but a single pill wouldn’t hurt. Looks like she’d have to talk to Jiang Jinghuai about buying so condoms outside. Babies? She hadn’t even considered it.
She felt like she herself was still a baby, unable to bear the unbearable heaviness of life again.
**
When a woman decides to give her first to a man...
For Tian Sangsang, it was special — not physically but emotionally.
In a way, it ant she had accepted this man.
Tian Sangsang recalled so novels she had read online before, where, after the male and female protagonists got together, the scenes unfolded like this:
"Dear husband, I’m your woman now. You’d better treat well in the future~"
"Honey, if you ever cheat on , I’ll take your son and marry soone else!"
"Pretty boy, trying to run away? I’ll castrate you and turn you into cured at. Another preserved snack for , hehe~"
...
She shook her head. No, none of these versions suited her.
Tian Sangsang thought she wasn’t a sentintal person. It was just a physical relationship, and she could face it openly. But she had overestimated the thickness of her skin.
By noon, Jiang Jinghuai was back.
Initially, Tian Sangsang was steadily serving food, but her hand shook, and she nervously lowered her head.
So things are fine when you don’t see the person.
But now, she was so embarrassed, she couldn’t lift her face.
A hand steadied her waist, caught the bowl in her hand, and a deep, slightly confused voice sounded above her, "What’s wrong with you?"
Tian Sangsang weakly shook her head. "Stay away from ."
She retreated into the kitchen, taking small steps.
Jiang Jinghuai watched her fleeing figure, a smile tugging at his lips.
She was truly adorable like this.
"Sangbao~" He hugged her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Are you shy?"
"..."
He spoke softly, "No need to feel shy. These things get easier with ti. We’ll have a long journey together, and you’ll get used to it. We have all the ti in the world."
"I’m a sinner. I pray for forgiveness." Tian Sangsang wanted to cry. She shoved him away, clasped her hands together, and gazed up earnestly.
Jiang Jinghuai looked at her with great interest, only to hear her mutter:
"Lord, I have betrayed you, betrayed my guiding principle. I once swore in front of the five-star red flag that I’d devote myself to the most magnificent cause in the world and fight for the liberation of mankind. But now, I’ve given my pure body to a man. I guess I really am a shaless woman, just because the guy is a little handso and has a slightly good physique, I lost control and gave in... I can no longer serve you with my body and soul. Lord, please forgive ."
Leaning casually against the wall, Jiang Jinghuai took a drag of his cigarette and chuckled lightly, clearly amused by her.
"I forgive you on behalf of the Lord." He walked over, placed a hand at the back of her head, and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "From now on, use your body and soul to serve ."
"I’ve never seen a smoking Lord."
"Even the Lord is a man."
...
When the relationship between a man and a woman undergoes a fundantal change, even a single glance can carry aning.
While eating, Jiang Jinghuai rarely showed so thoughtfulness and picked out so at for Tian Sangsang. "Eat more, Sangbao."
He casually brought up the bedroom nickna at the dining table.
Tian Sangsang blushed like mad and glared at him fiercely.
"Daddy." ng Shuyan seed upset. "Why do you call Mommy Sangbao but not Yanbao?" The little guy sounded wounded, clearly wanting a nickna too.
Tian Sangsang: "..."
"Your mommy already got the ’bao’ na. Using the sa word isn’t good. Yanyan is a unique nickna, just like Sangbao," Jiang Jinghuai explained.
ng Shuyan was satisfied, his eyes curving with joy.
"Then can I call Mommy Sangbao?"
"That’s your mommy."
Clearly a no. ng Shuyan lowered his head, his tiny eyes shifting as if he’d figured sothing out. He covered his mouth and giggled secretly.
**
Ever since breaking down the emotional barrier, Tian Sangsang had beco noticeably bolder.
She observed that Jiang Jinghuai smoked one cigarette every lunchti and another every evening.
Two tis every day, seven days a week, totaling fourteen cigarettes.
This amount was after he had promised her he would cut back.
Is he trying to ruin his health? This wasn’t smoking; this was practically doing drugs!
In an effort to get him to quit, Tian Sangsang ca up with an idea. She stuck a note to Jiang Jinghuai’s pillow: "Smoking is harmful to health. For the safety of your wife and child’s lives, please quit smoking. Thank you for your cooperation! We reject secondhand smoke."
And that wasn’t all — on the bed, the blanket, the bedside table, the wall, the desk, the bathroom, the mirror... wherever noticeable, there were small notes stuck.
So, when Jiang Jinghuai was tinkering with wood carvings in the study, he unexpectedly found a note on the back of the wood. He picked it up and studied it: sa ssage, complete with a smiley face o(*￣︶￣*)o.
"Sangbao, co here." His voice was low as he put down the carving and beckoned her over from where she was reading.
"What do you want?" Tian Sangsang wasn’t falling for it. She squinted at him with peachy eyes and declared, "Don’t try to use your charm to lure . I just want to quietly be a lovely housewife."
"Then I’ll co to you."
That worked even less for her. Before she could reach his side, she was pulled into his arms with force. "I’ve decided — from now on, I’ll cut back on smoking and only ’smoke’ you."
Oh my god... Just hearing those words made her face flush. It was utterly cringy.
He made her sit in his lap and began to pepper her with kisses. "You’re my cure."
"Wait." Her eyes were misty, tears forcibly held back, sparkling brightly. She leaned in close and whispered sothing in his ear.
Jiang Jinghuai suddenly froze, his deep eyes locked onto her. "Why?"
Why? Why indeed? Because people around here had no concept of safe sex — but she was different; she ca from the twenty-first century. Besides, in the modern age, having children was simple — many opted for cesarean sections. Here, most gave birth naturally. Sure, if you truly love a man, you would want to have kids with him. But sorry, raising kids? That was the original host’s problem, not hers.
Tian Sangsang didn’t love Jiang Jinghuai that deeply, not to the extent of sacrificing everything for him. She had never been soone who would disregard the consequences for love. Maybe the future was uncertain, but this was her present reality.
"The population of our motherland is overcrowded; we cannot add more burdens to it. Let Earth take a breather — no asthma attacks. Every citizen must do their part."
"Alright." His gaze darkened slightly, but ultimately, he agreed.
From that point onward, Tian Sangsang never brought up the topic of quitting smoking again. Cigarettes and won, to n, were probably both indispensable.
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